Yesterday my blog turned four years old. If cukr kazdy den were a human, it would now be a hyperactive, overdramatic, pre-diabetic toddler. And if I were a good mother, I would have celebrated this yesterday but I am currently absorbing the 55-odd hours of sweaty laughter that is the Del Close Marathon. (I'll try to give a rundown of this madness later, but so far let me just say that Horatio Sanz is looking svelte and John Gemberling is still opposed to wearing shirts.) ANYWAY...
HAPPY BIRTHDAY, BLOG!! I started you out of complete boredom during a box office job and now look how you've blossomed. We've laughed, we've cried, we've drunk too much booze and eaten too much sugar - and isn't that what life's all about? Well no... I'm sure life's actually about a lot more than that. But I'm only 25 and what do I know?
I'm half asleep.
Let's eat some Funfetti.